Lord of Girth
Voss
Stumbling over myself, I finally found purchase on a tree. I was exhausted. My knee was killing me. I could feel it shaking violently. I reached up to my face. Feeling a long beard that was filled with dirt, and dandruff. I ran my hands over my head I felt weak. Like I hadn't moved in years. I felt weird. The Force was still flowing. However, slightly darker than I remember. I felt for the connection to my wife. Maya. Would she feel it? Would she still care? Was she even alive? I.... I looked to the trees and rocks. They were foreign to me. But I felt at home. It was strange. As though something changed.
I reached down to the lightsaber on my hip, to see that some of the parts were rusted out. I rolled my eyes. If my lightsaber was like that, then it has been years since I have been here. What happened since then? Why was I in a comatose? I remember doing my training. Trying to become more fluent within the Art of the Small, only to wake up about five minutes ago. Slumped on the floor of a cave, and wearing clothes so old and musty, I swore I should have been dead.
The Force kept me alive. I was still breathing. And I shall continue. I had crawled out of the cave, and slowly I have been trying to regain my ability to walk. When I finally got it, I walked through the streets. Making my way towards the Jedi Temple. or atleast where I last remember it to be. Coming around the corner of a street, I saw it. The beautiful building that would be the great temple. Jedi walked upon the greenery. The same where battles were fought years ago. The same where I forged friendships, and fell in love.
I brought children into this world. Children! My kids! Where were they? I needed to find them. I started to walk faster towards the temple. Reaching out with Telekinesis to any of the Jedi Masters that could be here,
"I slept for years, My slumber in a humble cave. And now I emerge. I have questions, and you may have the answer."
Stumbling over myself, I finally found purchase on a tree. I was exhausted. My knee was killing me. I could feel it shaking violently. I reached up to my face. Feeling a long beard that was filled with dirt, and dandruff. I ran my hands over my head I felt weak. Like I hadn't moved in years. I felt weird. The Force was still flowing. However, slightly darker than I remember. I felt for the connection to my wife. Maya. Would she feel it? Would she still care? Was she even alive? I.... I looked to the trees and rocks. They were foreign to me. But I felt at home. It was strange. As though something changed.
I reached down to the lightsaber on my hip, to see that some of the parts were rusted out. I rolled my eyes. If my lightsaber was like that, then it has been years since I have been here. What happened since then? Why was I in a comatose? I remember doing my training. Trying to become more fluent within the Art of the Small, only to wake up about five minutes ago. Slumped on the floor of a cave, and wearing clothes so old and musty, I swore I should have been dead.
The Force kept me alive. I was still breathing. And I shall continue. I had crawled out of the cave, and slowly I have been trying to regain my ability to walk. When I finally got it, I walked through the streets. Making my way towards the Jedi Temple. or atleast where I last remember it to be. Coming around the corner of a street, I saw it. The beautiful building that would be the great temple. Jedi walked upon the greenery. The same where battles were fought years ago. The same where I forged friendships, and fell in love.
I brought children into this world. Children! My kids! Where were they? I needed to find them. I started to walk faster towards the temple. Reaching out with Telekinesis to any of the Jedi Masters that could be here,
"I slept for years, My slumber in a humble cave. And now I emerge. I have questions, and you may have the answer."